He kissed her
As if she were
A delicate flower
That will soon
Wilt away.
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Hurt, Pain, Regrets
Poetrywhy do we endure such pain, in such little time? {my rant of poems}
Dying Flower
He kissed her
As if she were
A delicate flower
That will soon
Wilt away.